My husband will be home a smidge early – my boys aren’t going to pep band tonight to help out
(I never ask them to miss anything but man are they stepping up – so proud of them)
I only have to drag myself out of bed to go to the store to get baby wipes because toddlers are poop machines and cat food because my cats are pigs and then pick up the girls
And I am doing that in pajamas and screw social expectations. If someone mean mugs my fuzzy jammies – I will ward them off with a snot rag …. like some sort of mucus filled bog witch – I might even cackle and I am not sure if I have energy to brush my hair so that is an added touch
Crockpot dinner
The girls go to bed about 8pm (ish) because you know – life with littles -after which point I can go back to bed
Hopefully this is a 24 hour thing because man I just looked at myself in mirror and whoa Nellie …. I could definitely scare a monster under the bed today
The baby kept bringing me tissues this morning – it was adorable 😂
It is terrible when a 21 month old can tell you are a mucus monster. When I dropped her off at daycare – I actually had to sit for a minute to catch my stupid breath and find the energy to get home 😳
I wish I had a friend who could accompany me dressed as an old timey plague doctor because that would rock – of course that could be the fever talking
I take no responsibility for what I might post today – I am two NyQuil and a mucinex in and the fever speaks … 😂😂
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